Psalms 87

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1 A Psalm of the Sons of Korah. A Song. On the holy mount stands the city he founded;1 Canticum Psalmi, filiis Core, in finem, pro Maheleth ad respondendum. Intellectus Eman Ezrahitæ.
2 the LORD loves the gates of Zion more than all the dwelling places of Jacob.2 Domine, Deus salutis meæ,
in die clamavi et nocte coram te.
3 Glorious things are spoken of you, O city of God. [Selah]3 Intret in conspectu tuo oratio mea,
inclina aurem tuam ad precem meam.
4 Among those who know me I mention Rahab and Babylon; behold, Philistia and Tyre, with Ethiopia-- "This one was born there," they say.4 Quia repleta est malis anima mea,
et vita mea inferno appropinquavit.
5 And of Zion it shall be said, "This one and that one were born in her"; for the Most High himself will establish her.5 Æstimatus sum cum descendentibus in lacum,
factus sum sicut homo sine adjutorio,
6 The LORD records as he registers the peoples, "This one was born there." [Selah]6 inter mortuos liber ;
sicut vulnerati dormientes in sepulchris,
quorum non es memor amplius,
et ipsi de manu tua repulsi sunt.
7 Singers and dancers alike say, "All my springs are in you."7 Posuerunt me in lacu inferiori,
in tenebrosis, et in umbra mortis.
8 Super me confirmatus est furor tuus,
et omnes fluctus tuos induxisti super me.
9 Longe fecisti notos meos a me ;
posuerunt me abominationem sibi.
Traditus sum, et non egrediebar ;
10 oculi mei languerunt præ inopia.
Clamavi ad te, Domine, tota die ;
expandi ad te manus meas.
11 Numquid mortuis facies mirabilia ?
aut medici suscitabunt, et confitebuntur tibi ?
12 Numquid narrabit aliquis in sepulchro misericordiam tuam,
et veritatem tuam in perditione ?
13 Numquid cognoscentur in tenebris mirabilia tua ?
et justitia tua in terra oblivionis ?
14 Et ego ad te, Domine, clamavi,
et mane oratio mea præveniet te.
15 Ut quid, Domine, repellis orationem meam ;
avertis faciem tuam a me ?
16 Pauper sum ego, et in laboribus a juventute mea ;
exaltatus autem, humiliatus sum et conturbatus.
17 In me transierunt iræ tuæ,
et terrores tui conturbaverunt me :
18 circumdederunt me sicut aqua tota die ;
circumdederunt me simul.
19 Elongasti a me amicum et proximum,
et notos meos a miseria.